< >- denotes in ship intercom. /\/\/\/\/\- denotes transition between a flashback and current time. ------------- denotes later in the same area. ***- denotes different area same time, or different part of the ship. ' '- denotes thinking. A random piece of fiction: The starship flew soundlessly through space. Aboard was a small crew of five. They were going to the new space colony to make sure that everything was in working order. The crew was sent to test all new space structures. They were part of a testing company called "Test". "Hey Lisa, how much longer?" A boy with purple hair asked an older girl. "Five more hours, same as ten minutes ago." His big sister answered. Enter Lisa and Art Chang, the youngest members of the crew. They were actually the youngest employees in the company. "I can't wait that long. Do you know how many times I've beaten Final Fantasy Tactics Advance? Twice, and that's since we left. I'm bored." "Art, if your bored go find something to do. Video games aren't everything." "Well duh, but what am I gonna do on a dinky little ship like this. We need to upgrade to one of those ships with a game room and a gym. Ooh, and maybe a buffet." She sighed and went back to folding laundry. In another room... "I will make you see your beauty." "You really need a girlfriend." "Why do you think I'm chasing you?" "I meant one who isn't creeped out by your advances. Your old enough to be my father." "That hurts." The man was average any way you looked at it. Thirty-three and really attracted to the young woman in front of him. His name was Trent, and her name was Yume. He often wondered if her parents knew how true that name was. Her mother had been fluent in a few dead languages, Japanese being her favorite. According to his parents, he should be able to recognize all dead languages. They were, after all, still on signs and such around the universe. So he heard her name and immediately thought back to his parents lessons. Bringing out a book he hadn't looked at since he was a child, he found the word. Yume: Dream. He often used the reference in an attempt to make her see her own beauty. She thought herself plain and unattractive, only ever having been asked out by him. In actuality, a large number of men found her attractive. The problem being an over protective cousin. He always traveled at her side, making sure nobody approached her. She was his only family and he was afraid to let her out of his sight. Her cousin was the captain of the ship, so she was dragged along. "I truly think your beautiful. Why don't you see it?" "Can you just leave me alone for five minutes?" On the bridge... "Understood. We will navigate around the obstruction and be there about two hours behind schedule." "We are sorry for any inconvenience." The voice crackled over the intercom. "Not needed, I thank you for letting us know. Give my regards to the victims." He shut off the radio. Akara, captain and lead pilot. The over protective cousin himself. He did his job with utmost professionalism. He hand picked his crew, the finest graduates from the academy. His ship called for a four man crew. However, because he spent most of his time on the bridge, his room looked as if no one used it. He pushed a button on the arm of his chair. "Two hours? You jinxed me." Art complained to his sister. "You were the one asking 'how long' every five minutes." "Two extra hours, huh? I wonder what we could do in two hours." Trent said smiling. "If it will shut you up, I am kind of hungry." Yume answered back. "All right!"